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Once in a Blue Moon
The dog’s bark woke me up in the middle of the night. I was angry because I haven’t slept through the night since we returned from Europe, and it was starting to show.
I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her. She’s old and needs me.
I finally pulled myself out of bed and went to the back deck. The moon was full and bright and so beautiful! My anger melted away, and I was filled with awe.
I realized I have been so busy that I had forgotten to do something special with the kids to celebrate the Blue Super Moon. I vowed to slow down, reconnect with the universe, and quickly Googled middle-of-the-night ideas.
I filled a mason jar with water and put it outside where the moon would bathe it all night, and the water molecules would absorb the moon’s magic. That will be our holy water until 2037.
It’s 14 years away! Our children will be 24, 24, and 22. I know some of you can’t stand my constant interjections about how fast it goes, but please know I’m not doing it to shame you, pile on the guilt, or add stress to your life.
Parenting is hard enough, and besides, there is no right way, right time, and no comparison. How could there be? Your children are one of a kind, and your love is singular.
The moon’s consistency reminds us to live in the present moment and appreciate life’s little things. My stories remind us to make the most of motherhood and be intentional about the future.
I’m so glad I woke up last night to see the blue moon. I hope you saw it too.
I hugged my dog a little too long before I went back to bed. Her inner wolf somehow recognized that my inner cheetah needed that moment last night. (And yes, that was an Untamed reference. Have you read it?)
